Heretic Daughters Novels & Stories

Ivan arched an eyebrow, skeptical. “Divine instinct. As if her blood remembered how to do it. It wasn’t learned. It was inherited. Etched into her as part of the soul.” Maksim stared at his son. “She isn’t just a descendant of Goddess Morrigan… She is a direct Daughter.” Ivan fell silent, his jaw tight. “A living Daughter of Morrigan. That explains why the Council is so divided. Half fear her, half want to possess her.” “And both sides are wrong,” Maksim growled. “Did you see the way she looked at the bodies? There was no pleasure, no guilt. Only weight. She knows what she carries. And even so, she didn’t hesitate.”

he said quietly. “Yes.” “And they listened.” She turned to him. “I’m not their heir,” she said. “I’m not heaven’s mistake.” His jaw tightened slightly. “You’re not a mistake at all.” She studied the horizon. “I’m Lucifer’s daughter,” she said softly. “Does that frighten you?” he asked. She considered it. “No.” A small, fierce smile touched her lips. “It explains me.” Behind them, the mages whispered in stunned reverence. The soldiers looked at her differently now.

Seeing their startled looks, James turned around and glanced at Thea. Thea immediately reprimanded, “What are you all talking about? Ms. Herodias had just been reborn, but you’re already acting up?” Yegor’s face instantly changed. He waved his hands frantically and explained, “No, no! You’ve misunderstood. I was simply worried after seeing what happened with you and James.” James said smilingly, “Don’t worry. Herodias is the daughter of Tirta. She has two extra souls, which is why she can split into three.”

He cocked his head to the side, gave me a grin, and he pulled his claw out of Saphira's abdomen like he was simply gutting out the intestines of an animal. I screamed inwardly at the sight when she fell to the ground. Her eyes glassy and lifeless and her mouth and nose trickling with blood. "It is nothing personal, Princess Herneith. Just an order from your father. Now, it is your turn." "My...father?" My lips, my hands—actually, my whole body trembled. "My father ordered to kill her and me?!" Herneith aside, I knew already Pharaoh Menes had evil intentions against these supernatural races, but to actually want to kill his own daughter? That's just messed up.

“My real name is Neha and I am the daughter of the defeated queen of Hottigan. She was called Greta and was a tyrant. Herley’s real name is Nafira and she’s my older sister by two years. We got separated when I was five and she was seven. She put a memory block on me to stop me from learning about my true heritage, and pushed me into my father’s path. He adopted me, and thus I became a princess of the Moon Crystal pack. Nafira lived with our mother for three more years until Greta was killed. She was bought here, to the Lycan territory and lived with the royal family. She went by a different name Herley and got appointed as a general and assistant to the Lycan himself. Now, I can’t speak for

Faries, I think as I see the sparkle of their wings as the play among the suns rays. “There are many things to show you my child and the sooner we start the sooner we can hopefully get you back to your mate and pups” when she says I’m going to be returned to my mate and pups I thought she meant in a different body like all those before me. Hera was the only daughter of Drago and Bernadette. When my mother first discovered she was pregnant she tried to hide it from her father but failed. She was forced to marry the alpha prince as a way to gain the privilege to one day gain more hybrid shifters.

he begins to pour us both a drink "Alpha Carn has sent a group to infiltrate the pack, to leak what ever information they can gather on.." he pauses taking a shaking breath "..on my daughter." The room fills with hushed chatter as the Elders begin to grow tense. "Alpha.. Your child... is dead. I'm sorry, please forgi.." Elder Carson begins before Alpha Nico cuts him off "No!" He snaps "My daughter, is alive. And she lives here within the pack. She always has." He states as if a huge weight had finally been lifted

she says "I wish I didn't have to marry him if my mother wasn't the daughter of Hera I wouldn't have to but she is and my father is Hades so I have some of the powers of both My father and my grandmother and they want a strong Empress who has the blood of Hera so I have to I wish I could be with Soren because I love him" I say as I start crying Laguna walks up to me and hugs me. I'm just glad everyone else is in class so they don't see me crying

“What if I can't?” “What do you mean by that?” Alpha king Harvey cut in harshly. “My daughter Erica had been playing with these relics, controlling them with ease as if they were mere toys since she was three. So why will merely opening the doors be hard? Unless you're not priestess Hephizah's daughter.” He scoffed and took a step forth, his eyes dripping with mockery and condescension.

Mom asks out of partial curiosity as she sinks into the couch, her legs crossed on the island table. "She's old, full of wrinkles, and can barely lift a cup, and me?" I give a little twirl, "I am young, succulent, and beautiful. A typical Aphrodite's rebirth and might I add, a goddess in bed." I wink at the last part and she makes a gagging expression. "You need prayers, Adelina," she shakes her head, "In fact, you are a lost cause. A full session of exorcism can't even save you."